The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 122 Redemption of Both Hands

"Where's Zheng Jiaxuan? Why didn't you come with you?" Zhu Caixi raised her long curly hair, and asked with a kind of non-respectful casualness.

"Originally we were going to come together, but he had something to do at the last minute, so in order not to miss the appointed time with you, I came first." Wu Tong flicked the red wine glass, and the crisp sound surrounded the room.

The servant looked towards Wu Tong when he heard the sound, and then turned his head back after only a second.

Wu Tong looked at the servant's back, she was youthful and beautiful, but also sexy.

After seeing Zhu Caixi and her maid, Wu Tong's full attention was attracted by these two women.

This kind of curiosity overwhelmed Wu Tong's desire to find Lewis.

In the morning, Zheng Jiaxuan and Wu Tong went out together, but when they reached the hotel entrance, Zheng Jiaxuan received news from the eyeliner that they saw Zheng Shanshan and Qingrong in Dublin.

Zheng Jiaxuan asked Wu Tong to meet Zhu Caixi by himself, and he went to Dublin to meet his sister and brother-in-law.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tong suddenly became very interested in two strange women.

In the dark, there was a voice telling Wu Tong that these two people had a story.And, most likely, she can also get some interesting and valuable information and news from it.

The maid suddenly raised her head from the manuscript, stood up, walked towards Zhu Caixi, and asked her, "Flower tea, or Margarita, which one do you want?"

Zhu Caixi said without hesitation, "Margaret."

"What about you? Beautiful lady." The maid asked Wu Tong again.

Wu Tong smiled lightly and said, "Margaret, thank you!"

"Three Margaritas!" The maid walked towards the wine cabinet with ease.

Soon, the wine was mixed, and each had a glass.

The three of them were speechless for a long while, and each tasted wine.

Zhu Caixi went back to the computer for a while, and when she was excited to create, she would be radiant and her fingers would twitch, and nothing could stop her bravely moving forward.

The maid seems to be very obsessed with Zhu Caixi at this time, this is a ray of light in her ordinary life.Because it is not visible to ordinary people at any time, but precious and fleeting.

However, in Zhu Caixi's place, it is often seen, perhaps this is an extra reward given to her by life.

What the maid gave Zhu Caixi was strength and inspiration, and what Zhu Caixi gave the maid was a more precious meaning of life.

The maid finished reading the manuscript under the passionate music of the keyboard, she even wondered if she was breathing just now, because she felt that she had forgotten to breathe just now, she gently stroked the manuscript in her hand, reverently Looking at Zhu Caixi who is creating.

Yes, it is pious, and the maid knows she is pious.

"Your story is so beautifully written! It's so beautiful and wonderful!" The maid was so excited that her eyes were filled with tears, "This can be published, really! If this story is not published, it will be a great pity for the readers!"

Zhu Caixi didn't have any special expression, "Let's wait for a while and see."

Wu Tong took the liberty to interject and asked, "How many books have you published?"

The maid replied for Zhu Caixi: "She is too strict with herself, too strict. She has written so many good stories, but she has hidden them. So, she has not published a book until now." , and it is the most bitter and obscure book, and many readers who bought the book said they couldn’t understand it. To be honest, I don’t really understand it either.”

Wu Tong looked at Zhu Caixi and asked bluntly, "Why?"

"No reason." Zhu Caixi smiled.

"Can I have the honor to see your work?" Wu Tong is full of desire to read what Zhu Caixi wrote, and this desire to read is almost a desire to spy.

"It's my honor that Zhushi wants to see my masterpiece." Zhu Caixi, who had always been indifferent, would say this, but Wu Tong did not expect it.

"My email." Wu Tong picked up the pen on the table and wrote down his email address on a napkin.

"Okay, I'll send it to you now." Zhu Caixi said in a relaxed and comfortable tone.

She went over to pick up the napkin with the email address on it, and returned to her desk, her white-socked feet draped over the pedals of a pink piggy, swaying casually.

In Wu Tong's view, this is a woman who has chosen to liberate herself and her nature.

It's commendable.

"Zhushi, let me ask you, if you have so many stories you want to write and draw, and so many things you want to express, how would you choose?" Zhu Caixi asked Wu Tong while sending an email.

"Write down one by one." Wu Tong's answer was very simple, without profound reasoning or gorgeous vocabulary.

After Zhu Caixi listened, she smiled.

Zhu Caixi told Wu Tong that she had too many stories she wanted to write and needed to write, and it was becoming more and more difficult for her to choose which one to write and which one to give up.

Because her time and energy are limited, but she cannot live forever.

When she decides to write a certain story, once the writing is not satisfactory, or the writing reaches a bottleneck period, it is also a kind of torture.

Wu Tong has also been troubled by this problem. After all, her well-developed brain and rich experience have given her a lot of creative materials and topics to express.

However, as Zhu Caixi said, people have limited experience, and if they do one thing, they cannot do another thing at the same time.

No matter how powerful a person is, he has no skills at all.

The choice, then, is imminent.

The maid walked slowly between the two, sat on a high stool, and got involved in the conversation.

The maid said that for a while, Zhu Caixi was a little depressed.

Zhu Caixi would often ask her, is it meaningful to write these stories?
"I was very surprised at the time." The maid said, "I realized that Zhu Caixi is also a human being, a normal person with flesh and blood, emotions, and self-doubt. Even gods and Buddhas have times of self-doubt , let alone people? I told her, look at me, look at so many ordinary people in the world, and look at your loyal readers, can't you find meaning? Do you really think there is no meaning?"

After hearing what the maid said, Zhu Caixi smiled faintly.

When she first started drawing comics, Wu Tong would often deny herself, but Lili told her that you draw very well; Xu Xiaoai told her that your paintings will make many people better; there are many others, Tell her that all of this makes sense.

Then, when she doubted herself again and again, she also believed again and again, which made sense.

The maid opened the chatterbox, and it was out of control.

"Once Zhu Caixi thinks of a story, once she starts a story, once the little monster in her heart runs out, she will start to create without sleep. This is her style, once the complete story is formed in her heart , she will not delay for a second. She said that if it is delayed for a long time, the story will change its taste, and the story that has changed its taste must be willing to abandon it, and it will never be reborn. "

Wu Tong doesn't quite agree with Zhu Caixi's point of view, and she is not enthusiastic about the topic of creation.

However, Wu Tong found that this was the topic that the maid was most interested in.

"How do you know each other?" Wu Tong decided to master the direction and rhythm of the chat, and asked them.

Zhu Caixi never spoke much, and the relationship between the two people in front of her became less and less clear as the relationship between the master and the maid, the author and the fans.

It seems that they are more like a family.

And the maid, who has been younger for more than one round, occasionally looks more like a sister.

This illusion made Wu Tong very interesting.

From the maid's narration, Wu Tong knew that after she was born, she was thrown into the black area of ​​America. She didn't know who her parents were, or even which country they were from.

Not to mention birthdays and names and such.

Growing up, when someone asked her name, she would answer Lily, a name with no personality and no sense of existence.

But also a beautiful name.

She never had an ID card, never had a nationality.

She is a person living on the edge of this world, like a shadow.

One night it rained heavily and she couldn't find a place to sleep. She was maybe four or five years old, she couldn't remember.

She only vaguely remembered that she ran to a big boat to hide from the rain, and then she fell asleep, and when she woke up again, she found that she was surrounded by the sea.

The ship went to a country, and then she took many ships, and finally arrived in Ireland.

Then she was raised by an Irish homeless man.

"I thought he was going to rape me, but he never did," Lily said. "He never touched my body from the beginning to the end."

In Galway, Lily worked as a waiter in a restaurant, a shampoo girl in a barber shop, a tally clerk in a supermarket, and a cashier in a bookstore.

When she was working as a cashier in a bookstore, she accidentally saw a book called "The Redemption of Both Hands". On the cover was a beautiful girl with calloused hands.How like yourself! Lily thought about it, and then turned the page involuntarily, reading page by page.

The poor girl in the book earned back a beautiful life with her own hands little by little.

Lily, the shy girl who is too shy to say the word "menstruation", realized for the first time that her life is not just for food and clothing, let alone finding a husband to marry and have children. She can do more things she wants to do and pursue more rich feelings.

Life is so colorful.

For the first time, she knew that seeking pleasure is not a sin, and many rights are not exclusive to men, women can too.

However, no one told her this, and no one taught her.

She lives so narrowly, and the people around her are so ignorant.

Their world is so small and closed.

But at the same time, she also knew that the tramp who raised her loved her.He was protecting her with a fatherly role, so no matter how little he taught her, it was all he had, and Lily didn't blame him.Instead, she is still grateful to him and loves him deeply.

But, she is about to start a new life.

She never thought that she would meet the author of "The Redemption of Two Hands", that is, Zhu Caixi.

The first time she saw this book in a bookstore was an English translation, after reading it she found out that the author was a Chinese woman.After that, she used all means to learn Chinese.

Perhaps because of the blood of many countries and different races in her body, Lily has a natural sense of language, and learning a new language is effortless for her.

Those brand-new vocabulary can be said to be unforgettable.

Therefore, when she met Zhu Caixi, she was already able to communicate in fluent Mandarin.

The first time Zhu Caixi met Lily was in a bookstore called "LOCK". This bookstore is only two streets away from where she lives. It depends on fate.

But that time, Zhu Caixi was not just looking for books, but also looking for a book she wanted to read immediately, "HOWLANDOTHERPOEMS" ("Howl and Other Poems") by Allen Ginsberg (Alan Ginsberg).

Zhu Caixi has never been able to find the original version of that book in Galway, it is not a book published in recent years, and it has never been sold well, let alone a bestseller, so it is possible to find one in a bookstore almost zero.

Even if there is, I don't know where it has been lying in the warehouse for how many years.

When I arrived at the bookstore, as Zhu Caixi expected, the clerks all said that there was no such thing, and they had never seen it before.Zhu Caixi didn't have much hope at first, so she wasn't disappointed, but what she didn't expect was that there would be surprises.

Since there was no book that Zhu Caixi wanted, she wandered casually, and she would stop when she came across a cover she liked, a title she liked, or an author she admired, or a subject she liked. Flip through the footsteps, and then put the book in the small cart.

Zhu Caixi had a good harvest that day and bought dozens of books.

The old man said that people with good teeth are also in good health. Lily's rosy face is full of vitality that has not been polluted by the world.

When Zhu Caixi bowed her head to take the book, she paid special attention to the dry and rough texture of Lily's hands, but because Lily was too nervous, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her hands.

On these hands, every inch and every corner are traces of labor.

Lily lowered her head shyly, and she said in a mosquito-like voice, "Zhu Caixi, I'm your die-hard fan."

Zhu Caixi raised her head in surprise, and she was surprised to hear the standard Mandarin, "Thank you."

Lily didn't believe in heaven, and she had never seen heaven, but at that moment, she felt that she had entered heaven.

Lily begins to believe in the existence of heaven, and that is Zhu Caixi's home.It's not because Zhu Caixi's home is so luxurious, but because of a subtle feeling. Lily was poor in words, she couldn't describe it, but she found a long-lost sense of security in this strange place, and she suddenly became attached to it.

"After that, I became Zhu Caixi's maid, secretary, nurse, first reader, buyer... Anyway, whenever she needs me, I will appear." Lily said proudly.

Zhu Caixi corrected, "No, you are my friend, my family."

Lily's eyes became brighter and she was moved.

Wu Tong was also moved.

Everyone has a story. On this day, Wu Tong heard another beautiful story.

"Are you looking for Lewis?" Zhu Caixi asked suddenly.

Wu Tong shook his head before replying: "Yes, do you know where he is?"

"You'd better not bother him." Zhu Caixi didn't say whether she knew it or not. Wu Tong felt that she had found Lewis's place.

Wu Tong nodded clearly, but said nothing.

Zhu Caixi continued: "I know that if you want to find him, you will definitely find where he is, but I advise you, it's best not to."

"Okay." Wu Tong said.

"Thank you." Zhu Caixi raised the red wine glass beside her and toasted Wu Tong.

The glass of red wine that Wu Tong poured for himself was finished, as was the glass of margarita just now, and now both glasses are empty.

Lily quickly took a bottle of red wine and poured it for Wu Tong.

Wu Tong smiled gratefully at her, raised the red wine glass to Zhu Caixi and Lily.

"Xiao Enliang's wife is your girlfriend?" Zhu Caixi asked suddenly.

Hearing Zhu Caixi mention Lao Xiao and Lili, Wu Tong felt that this visit was really a surprise.

"Yes." Wu Tong said.

"Is she beautiful?" Zhu Caixi asked again, the expression on her face was indescribable.

"Yes." Wu Tong said.

"I'm Professor Guo's student, and I even pursued Xiao Enliang back then." Zhu Caixi smiled miserably, "But he rejected me mercilessly, in front of so many people, he was very ruthless, right? ?”

Wu Tong didn't know what to say at this time, so he was silent.

"Do you have a picture of his current wife? Can I take a look?" Zhu Caixi stared into Wu Tong's eyes and asked, Wu Tong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"I want to ask her own opinion on this." Wu Tong smiled apologetically.

Zhu Caixi raised her eyebrows, "Forget it, I have no intention of disturbing their lives. I am hopelessly in love with Lewis now, and I will probably spend my life in this secret love. I think so It's also very good. There are so many ways to be happy, and it's not only when you stay together that you can be happy. What kind of person is Xiao Enliang's wife? Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. Back then he looked down on me so much, thinking Let's see what kind of woman she will fall in love with."

Speaking of Yang Huili, Wu Tong opened his mouth, "Enthusiastic, kind and affectionate, a master of games and a master of design, he often speaks out of his head, and from time to time he would make Professor Guo speechless."

"So, it's like this..." Zhu Caixi looked at the red wine in the glass without looking sideways, as if thinking about something, "Let me tell you, he said publicly back then that he would never get married in this life."

(End of this chapter)